Stoked (TV series)

Stoked is a Canadian animated series produced by Fresh TV that premiered on Teletoon on June 25, 2009 and ended on January 26, 2013. Season 1 Welcome to Paradise, Dudes! Ty: Lo? Lo? LO! [Lo moans] It's amazing, I leave for one day, and you manage to trash the place. [Ty opens the blinds] Lo: It's too bright! [Ty looks out the window, shocked] It was just a little party. It will all be cleaned by the time they get home. Ty: I think you better see this. Lo: See what? [Ty turns on the television] Male Newscaster: Last night a luxury hotel was turned upside down, as what has been described as an end of the school year party gone awry. Lo: Oh no. Oh no no no no no no no! [Lo's phone rings; she picks it up] Guy: That party last night was— Lo: Hey. Can't talk right now. Is there any way Dad won't find out about this? Ty: What do you think? Emma: So where are you guys working anyway? I'm working in the dining room! Johnny: DR, nice decent tip potential! Reef: [describing his job title] You are lookin' at the head of Water Sports and Surf Instruction. Fin: What? That's my job! Reef: Uh, is your name Reef? Fin: No! Reef: Then it's not your job, [pulls out a letter] I got this in the mail last week! Fin: [looking at the letter] Okay, there has to be some kind of mistake— [hands the letter to Johnny] they said it was practically guaranteed! Johnny: [looking at the letter] Looks legit! They do this all the time, move staff around. You'll get used to it. Fin: That's so unfair! So what am I supposed to do? Johnny: Let me check! [pulls out his radio] Hey boss, just checking the employee posting for Fin McCloud? Bummer: Yeah, hold on! [reading the posting] Fin McCloud! Uh, that's housekeeping! Fin: A maid? No! Oh no! Okay, I don't even clean my own room! Another Gnome Bites the Dust Fin: Who are you? Lo: Your new roommate, Lo! Other room smells like skunk! Fin: [notices Lo's luggage] That's a lot of stuff! You lugged it all here with you? Lo: I only had to come from the penthouse! Fin: Oh, wait. You're the Lo whose huge party we spent all day cleaning up after? We didn't get to surf because of you! Lo: Well, that's kind of your job, isn't it? Fin: How long did you say you'd be staying here? Lo: Not very long! My dad went Outer Limits about my party and is like, trying to teach me a lesson or something. I'm totally cut off! He's actually making me work in the dining room. Fin: Wow, he's hardcore! Lo: I know, right? So it's cool if I crash here? Fin: Yeah, sure! Knowing you're being tortured for trashing the place kinda makes me feel better about having to clean it. [Emma sees her door and cries] Hey, what's wrong? Emma: Oh, my room has been declared an environmental hazard. Fin: Come on; you're officially staying with us. Emma: Really? [sees Lo] Who are you? Lo: It's a long story! Fin: [seeing Emma in her uniform] Oh my gosh, that is so bad! Emma: [about her uniform] I really have to wear this? Bummer: [carrying Fin's uniform] It's an authentic wench costume dating back to the 1800s. Fin: [seeing her uniform] Okay, this is so lame! I'd rather wear the wench thing. Wipeout: [pulls back the curtain] Consider yourself lucky. Bummer: [to Fin] Well, research shows that guests prefer their housekeepers to look neat and respectable. It makes them feel like you won't actually steal their possessions. [Fin gasps] Emma: Just put it on! Broseph: [coming from the boy's side] This is really itchy! Reef: [spotting Emma] Arr, little wench, fetch me some cola or I'll make ye walk the plank! Emma: [about Reef's uniform] At least I don't look like a preppy little momma's boy. [Bummer, Broseph and Emma laugh] Broseph: She's right, dude; you do. Reef: [seeing Fin in her uniform] Yikes! Now that is bad! Fin: [about Reef's phone] Do it and you lose it! This is so humiliating! Bummer: [sarcastic] Yeah yeah yeah, life's unfair, Daddy doesn't love me, blah blah blah. '[throws the name tags over his shoulder] Here are your name tags; you are required to wear them at all times. Zack: [to Broseph] Hey, aren't you the dude who drove the Jeep into the pool last night? That was awesome! Broseph: [to Bummer] I have no idea what that guy is talking about, bro. Board and Confused Ty: Wicked session! Lance: Did you see me get barreled? Johnny: I definitely saw you get worked! Lance: They don't call it the Office for nothing, dude! (All the seniors laugh) Kelly: Come on, guys; it's almost seven. Time to haze some grom butts! Ty: Right, the grand tradition of grom initiation. So how many we gonna let through this year? Ripper: To surf the Office, I vote none! Lance: You said it, dude! Johnny: You know, we were groms once, and our seniors let us through. Ripper: More groms equals less waves for me, equals an unhappy Ripper. Kelly: I don't even surf; I just want to give them a hard time! [smacks her fist into the palm of her hand in anticipation]Lance: [about the new employees] We still get to torture them, right? Johnny: Oh, definitely—humiliate away. Johnny: Hey man, what's up? Ripper: Your board is being freshly waxed as we speak. Where's young Broseph? Johnny: Yeah, he's not gonna wanna continue living after today for real. Ripper: Nice, one less grommet on my waves! Johnny: [throws his voice making coughing sounds, alerting Broseph about Ripper] Just Mr. Smith, one of the guests always in the bathroom. Do not recommend going in there right now. So uh what else you have plan for Broseph? Ripper: We just came up with the perfect idea for Broseph, the suit. [lifts up a smelly orca costume]Johnny: Ugh, that costume reeks! You know last week someone puked in there. I don't think anyone's ever cleaned it out. Ripper: Exactly! This is where we separate the men from the groms. I better go check on Reef! [exits]Wipeout: [walks to the front desk] That's my suit from last week! [exits crying]Broseph: Nah nah, I'm not wearing that, bro! Johnny: I don't have a choice, man; I have to make you wear it! Broseph: That's cool; maybe I'll tell Emma about your mad crush on her. Johnny: Oops, can't find the suit. Broseph: '[bumping fists with Johnny] My man! Take Your Kook to Work Day Broseph: Yo Emma! Emma: What's up? Broseph: As your first surf coach, I feel like I should tell you this is not cool, bro. Fin: The Office is our secret surf spot! Johnny: Yeah, it's not for kooks, tourists or cute guys who could probably surf way better than me! (Everyone stares at him) Uh, strike that last comment from the record! Emma: Guys, he's not a kook! Anyway he's just one guy! Shep: Killer beach, dudes! Um, everything okay? Emma: Guys! Broseph: It's cool! Fin: Whatever! Reef: Yeah! Johnny: I'm just thrilled! Reef: Surf instructor reporting for duty! Any sweet macking honeys ready to get hot for teacher? Johhny: Reef, this is your surf student, Mr. Chester Grizzle! Chester: Let's do this thing! Reef: Him! But that dude's a dude, and he's old, and a dude! Chester: [hits Reef on the head with his cane] Kids these days—no respect! Bummer: Indeed, sir, no respect at all! Reef: [laughs] Yeah I get it, prankin' the new guy; good one, dudes, but seriously, where the honeys at? Bummer: You will show Mr. Grizzle the finest surf instruction available. [hands Chester a staff e-val] Here's a staff evaluation form sir. Now don't you hold back! Chester: Heh, I'm going to enjoy this! Reef: Man, this is total ca-ca! Chester: Attitude, zero out of ten! Reef: Okay, okay grandpa, let's catch some white wash. Waves of Cheese Fin: Guess what movie the Kahuna is screening?! Break Point! Lo: You asked him to show it? Fin: More like bribed: I promised I'd clean his bus. Lo: Wow, you're kind of obsessed with this whole Reef stealing lines thing. Emma: What do you care what he does? Fin: It's for the good of womankind. Lo: [teasing] Whatever, you totally looove him; you want to marry him and have, like, a hundred of his surfer baaabies! Fin: What, are you serious? No! He is such a tool: he's like the whole tool shed. Emma: [gasps] You do like him, and you're jealous of that girl Blair! Fin: I'm so not! Lo: You wanted to kiss him; admit it! Fin: I'd rather kiss a dead fish! Emma: Um, you're cleaning a bus for him? Fin: No, I'm doing this because girls shouldn't have put up with cheesiness from guys, especially stolen cheesiness. It's time us girls said no to the cheese. No to the cheese guys! Lo: Wow, that was almost convincing! Emma: Yeah, you definitely like him! Fin: No way! Fin: [behind Reef at the movie] Oh! Reef, look! It's Bell's Beach! Hey, didn't you surf there? How did you stay on your board, even when Boardizafa couldn't? Reef: [curtly, sounding unimpressed as Fin grins at him] You're getting some kind of sick enjoyment out of this, aren't you? Fin: [whispering] You have no idea! [smirks at Reef] Reef: Wait! You knew Break Point was playing tonight, didn't you? [gasps] You got the Kahuna to run it! I am so getting you back for this! Fin: [mocking] I'm so scaaared! [giggles] The Very Very Very Very Very Important Guest Bummer: Oh, it has been an honour, sir! Oh, ho! Now, don't forget your giftbag. Seymour: Ah! Oh, well, thank you. Well, this hotel is fantastic and your staff is absolutely top-drawer. Bummer: I'll be sure to tell them... ♪ On my way to upper management! ♪ Johnny: Checking out so soon? Stanley: Not soon enough! I have been ignored and abused by your staff all weekend! This is the worst hotel I've stayed at, and I've been to Siberia! Johnny: OK, um... how will you be paying? Stanley: You expect me to PAY?! Fine! Just charge it to my company card! Johnny: OK, Mr... [reads the name on the card] "Stanley Stevens of Luxury Vacations Magazine"?! Will you... excuse me for one moment? [Seymour and Bummer laugh] Bummer: Oh, that's a good one, Mr. S! [chuckles] Johnny: Uh, Andrew? [whispering] Andrew! Bummer: Not now, Johnny. And your stay is on us, of course. Seymour: Oh! Well, that seals it, OK? This truly is the greatest hotel in the universe! Bummer: Sir, you are too kind, oh! I cannot wiat to read your review. Seymour: Review? What review? Bummer: [nudges Seymour's left arm with his shoulder] Oh, Stanley Stevens, you lovable joke-meister, you, heh-heh. Your review? In Luxury Vacations Magazine? Seymour: Um, there must be a mistake. I'm SEYMOUR Stevens, stamp collector. Bummer: [his left eye twitches before he wheezes] Huh? What? Johnny: [whispering] We got the wrong Mr. Stevens! Bummer: [grabs Johnny's shirt and yanks his close] Where's the REAL Mr. Stevens? Johnny: He went home early. He was kinda... unhappy with the service. Bummer: [releases Johnny and collaspes to his knees; Johnny covers his ears] NO-O-O-O-O! Seymour: Uh, do I still get to keep the bag? Bummer: Take a hike, you nobody. Bummer: [via megaphone] Attention staff! People, we've got a code red! I've just received word that a very, very, very, very, very important person will staying at the hotel this weekend: none other than the one and only Mr. Stevens! [groms remain silent] Stanley Stevens! Editor of Luxury Vacations Magazine! a.k.a. the world's toughest travel critic! [the groms still have no idea] His review will make or break this! If we get a ten out of ten, it will put this hotel on the map and put me in line for a major promotion! [dances] I got the moves, got the moves yeah! Therefore I order all of you to give Mr. Stevens the absolute best this establishment has to offer—the finest food, the silkiest sheets, the most pristine pool, and a room in the royal suite! Lo: [whispering] That's the best room in the hotel—after Daddy's penthouse! Bummer: For the next 48 hours, we are in V-V-V-V-VIP mode! There will be no slacking off! If you're not on duty, you're helping someone who is! Anyone who messes this up for me is looking at a big fat strike! Any questions? Reef: Can me and Broseph get the weekend off to catch a seriously sick wave? Bummer: [using a megaphone] Not a chance, punk! Now people, let's get prepped! Hang 9 Reef: So, how's the ship treating you? Lo: If this were a real ship, I'd drown myself by now. Reef: Yeah, I wouldn't want to work here either. [he hits the table, knocking over everything] Emma: Reef, I just set that table! Reef: Sorry, I'll clean it up. Emma: No, not my bird napkins! Those took me a half hour to fold! Reef: I can fold these for you, [folds the napkin into a ball] see? Lo: She said a bird, not a turd! [exits] Emma: Reef, do you mind if we hang out after our shifts? I want to finish resetting so I can get a surf in. Reef: Yeah, no worries. I should go check on Fin anyway. She's probably dying out there without my expertise! Emma: Yeah, probably. Emma: Lo, are you in there? Kelly's looking for you. [sees Fin putting up her uniform] Oh no! Did you get fired? Fin: Nope, I'm the new surf instructor! Emma: That's great! [notices Fin's worried expression] Isn't it? Fin: I can't teach! I taught my little my brother how to ride a bike—he's the only one in grade six with a limp! Emma: Come on. You taught me how to nose ride this morning! Fin: That's different; you're no pressure! What if I drown a guest? Emma: This is the job you came here for! You're a natural! [Fin looks sad] Or maybe Reef's just a much better surfer than you are! Fin: Yeah, in his dreams! Okay, there's nothing that guy can do that I can't! Emma: Exactly, hence? Fin: Okay, okay, I can teach surfing too! Thanks, Emma; your lessons are always on the house. Emma: Sweet! Fast Times when the Rip Tide's High Emma: You're wearing your bikini? Fin: Yeah, I ran out of undies. Johnny: Didn't anyone show you the staff laundry hut? Fin: Yes, but I hate doing laundry. I decided to live my whole life in my bikini! Lo: Eww, that's kind of gross! Fin: What? It gets clean in the ocean. Reef: [to Fin] Mornin', Ugly! Fin: Nice hair, want some scissors? Lo: [after Reef Splashes water on her] Thanks! Fin: Oh, they've come up with this great new invention; it's called a towel. Reef: Where were you?! Obviously not catching up on your beauty sleep! Broseph: [notices a magazine in Fin's hands] Is that the new Stoked Magazine? Fin: [holding up the magazine] Yes! Blaine Dixie scored the cover. Reef: [takes the magazine] So, what's the big deal? Fin: It's a big deal because girls almost never score the cover of surf magazines. Emma: It's so not right! Reef: That's because they suck compared to guys! [the girls gasp] Johnny: Oh no, he didn't! Reef: [shows the centerfold page he is looking at] Now, that I would put on the cover! Fin: Please tell me you'll never procreate! [motions for Lo and Emma] Come on, girls! [they walk off, noses in the air. Johnny runs to catch up with the girls] Johnny: Hey, for the record, I think girls are pretty much better at everything. Emma: Aww! See, that's why you'll have a girlfriend! Johnny: So you think I'm boyfriend material? Emma: Definitely! [gasps] You should ask Samantha from the golf course out. Johnny: [disappointed] Yeah, yeah, I'll do that! Reef: [laughs] So deep in the friend zone! Bummer: Listen up, everybody! I got your staff evaluations from yesterday and I have one thing to say! Are you all zombies? Did I accidentally hire the walking dead? [reading e-vals] Four, six, three, seven. Reef, nine out of ten. Very nice. Fin, six. Reef: Yeeaah, I beat you again! Fin: No way! There was a rock band on my floor; they had a pig roast in the room! Reef: Nine out of ten! Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah! I'm the king of the staff evaluations! Bummer: I got to say it's encouraging how seriously you're taking guest feedback. Reef: Oh, we're not! I just want to kick her butt! Told you guys rule! Bummer: All right, that's enough! You're already late! Out, out, out! Reef: So, you're still mad at me? Fin: Yeah, until you take back what you said about female surfers! Reef: Hey, just because you can't catch the same waves as I can doesn't mean you're any less of a surfer—oh, wait; it does! (Laughs) Fin: That's it! Okay, I challenge you to a surf off right now! Reef: I think I hear a toilet calling your name! Fin, come clean me, Fin! Fin: Scared of getting your butt kicked by a girl? Reef: Hey, I'm laid-back at lunch time and aggressive at crunch time. Bring it! Fin: You know we'll get a strike! Reef: Ha! I laugh at strikes! Fin: Let's do this! Reef and That Evil Totem Reef: Hey, it's the Kahuna, up for a quick session, before my first lesson. The Kahuna: Right on! [spots Reef's necklace] Hey, where did you get that? Reef: The waterfall! Pretty cool, huh? The Kahuna: No, dude, hugely not cool! You never take anything from the waterfall, the waterfall goddess will curse you for the rest of you life. Reef: Yeah, right! The Kahuna: No, for real, man! The last cat that took something from the Office lost both legs to a shark, now he has to surf on his belly, which is still cool. Reef: Sounds like a load of baloney. Reef: FIN! I need your help! [Fin turns off the vacuum] We have to get the totem back from George and return it to the waterfall so the Haiku Goddess chick doesn't keep cursing me! Fin: Okay, even you couldn't make that up, come on! Broseph: Nice! [Reef, Broseph and Fin are in the Penthouse] Fin: So this is where the princess lives! Broseph: Whoa! Fin: Now remember, don't touch anything... [to Reef] especially you, bad luck boy! [Broseph touches a button on the remote and brings down a flat screen TV] Broseph: [seeing the TV] Sweet! Reef: It's a 92 inch flat panel HD Plasma Screen [goes to hug the TV] I didn't know they existed! [he hugs the TV and it falls] Fin and Broseph: Run! Chargin' Into The Night Fin: Um, one question, what are we going to do about Bummer? He never leaves! This hotel is like, his life! Broseph: Dude needs a vacation—or a girlfriend. Reef: Or maybe just a date. Lo, how's your sweet talkin' skills? Lo: I don't know— [walks over to Reef and starts flirting with him to demonstrate] but your hair is lookin' so good today, handsome! Broseph: She's good. Reef: I think I have a mission for you. The Kahuna: No can do: Whalebus is parked for the next three hours, bro—double feature night—Sand in My Shorts and Sand in My Bikini. You could check them out. Bummer: I'd rather eat my own eyeballs. The Kahuna: Your loss, dude—they're classics. Kelly: [to Bummer] Now what? Bummer: Might as well grab a bite. Kelly: Okay, but this is sooo not a date. Reef said my date was hot! O Broseph, Where Art Thou Bummer: Unacceptable people, unacceptable! Look at these staff evaluation forms! Fin, 7.5 out of 10! Fin: Come on that's like a B+! Bummer: Yeah, I don't know what special school you went to, but a 7.5 means you do better. Reef, 4! Says here, "Needs to spend less time teaching girls mouth to mouth." Reef: Okay, but the girl I was teaching was an 8 out of 10. So by my count, that puts me at an— [counts on his fingers] 9, 10, 11—12 out of 10! Math dude! [high fives Wipeout] Wipeout: You're the man! Bummer: Okay, listen up! From now on, anyone who gets less than an 8 on a staff eval get an automatic strike, and you what three strikes mean! Lo, Fin, and Reef: We—are—outta—here. [Emma enters] Bummer: [sarcastic] Oh, I'm sorry. Did I schedule the staff meeting during rubber ducky time? Emma: I'm so sorry sir; there was a line up at the staff showers and I was— Bummer: STRIKE one, and let that be a lesson to the rest of you slackers. Emma: No! My perfect employee record! Lo: Oh, that's too bad! By the way, you're out of conditioner. Emma: [sarcastic] Thanks for the heads up! [takes off her towel revealing her hair] Reef: [sniffs the air] Ugh! [Johnny gags] Ugh! Dude, what is that reek? Johnny: [sniffing the air] From the potency of the stank, I say either a toilet backed up or it's— Reef and Johnny: Broseph! [Reef throws a shoe at Broseph's head] Broseph: Bikini babe of my dreams, why you head butting me, girl? Johnny: Broseph, take a bath, man! Broseph: [yawns] I take a bath everyday in the ocean, when I surf! Johnny: You need to take a real bath, dude! You smell like a walrus butt! Broseph: No time, bro: the honeys always hog the shower! Reef, Broseph and Emma's Totally Stupid Adventure The Kahuna: Whoa, looks like the groms dodged old smokey, done and gone take a leap of faith! You dudes have a nice trip; we'll see you next fall. I don't have a clue what that means. Reef: So hungry, so thirsty. Broseph: Dude! [points to a puddle] Water! [Reef and Broseph drink from the puddle] Emma: [gasps] No guys, don't drink that—you'll get beaver tail fever! [after drinking from the puddle] Broseph: So hungry! Reef: And she's holding all our food! Emma: [gasps] Oh no, beaver tail fever! Broseph: [in a demonic-sounding voice] Give us the tails! Emma: Never! [runs off, screams] Reef: [running on all fours after Emma] Beaver Tails! Broseph: Beaver Tails! [pops out from a shurb] Beaver Tails! Reef: [still on all fours] Tails! [back at the forest with a demonic-sounding voice] Give us the tails! Emma: Never! [stops at a bear] Reef: Gotcha, hand over the beaver tails! Emma: No! Boards of Glory Lo: Morning, family! Hey Daddy, I— Emma: [grabs Lo's arm] Wait! On a grumpy scale of one to ten, your dad's like a fifty this morning! Lo: Oh, I'm just gonna suck up to him for a minute! Mr. Ridgemount: [angry] KELLY! I need to talk to you NOW! [Lo hides behind Emma] Emma: I think she's hiding under a counter in the supply closet. [Mr. Ridgemount goes to look for Kelly] Lo: [laughs and grabs a muffin] Nice one! What's hashing on Daddy's mellow today? Mrs. Ridgemount: [hands Lo the paper] The list of the top ten surf resorts just came out. Lo: [reading the paper] Surfer's Paradise came in second! [gasps] Captain Ron's came in first! Mrs. Ridgemount: Ever since he beat your father in that boat race! Lo: Regatta, Mom! They've been competing since I was little at everything—tennis, swimming, the stock market, how many kids they have! Mrs. Ridgemount: That's why we had George! Lo: Every year for the last eight years, we've been number one on that list. Mrs. Ridgemount: Too bad this isn't a way to stick it to Captain Ron! Lo: I might have a way! The Staff Tandem Surf Contest is usually right after the top ten, isn't it? Mrs. Ridgemount: Oh, don't remind him of that, honey! Lo: Don't worry, Mom! We're going to win it this year and I'm gonna make sure of it. Eww! This has, like, no blueberries! Reef: Fin, I said I was sorry! I didn't mean to drop you like that; I swear that I had you! [Fin tries to choke Reef] As soon as you have the use of both arms again, I promise to take you out for an awesome date in town. That was not good! Johnny: I've never seen a shoulder at that angle before! She can scratch her own back so that's a bonus! Reef: I'm so not getting anywhere with her! Lo: Ya think? Dislocating a girl's shoulder is definitely not the way to impress her! Now what are we going to do? Tuna: [laughs snidely] It takes two to tandem, bra! You can send that trophy over anytime, later! Lo: We're not disqualifying ourselves! We'll have a replacement by Saturday and they'll be awesome! [to Reef] Okay, we have to find another girl! I'd do it but I'm ineligible, plus I need both my arms to dry my hair. Johnny: Emma can barely surf on her own and Kelly doesn't surf at all! Reef: For the love of wax, isn't there one single female at this hotel who can surf? Rosie: I'll do it! I used to be quite the board rider in my day. Reef: Uh—no thanks Rosie! Johnny: Well, it was a good dream! Reef: I can't believe I dropped her! Lo: [sighs] I was so close! Groms Gone Wild! Bummer: The topic for today's morning psych up—love the guest more than you love yourself. Broseph? Broseph: Yo! Bummer: If a guest asked you to use your hand to blow their nose, what do you do? Broseph: Uh, run? Bummer: Wrong! You say, "Here you go, sir. Do you prefer my left or my right?" Emma! If a guest asked asked you to bob for apples in the lobby toilet, what do you say? Emma: "Eww!" Bummer: Wrong! You say, "Madam, would you like me to Macintosh or Golden Delicious?" [laughs; sees Wipeout trying to get a bee] Oh, I'm sorry. Am I disturbing you? [Wipeout shakes his head] Remember, you are here for one reason and one reason only. Reef: To ride the most Quantum Epic off the Richter waves? Bummer: Wrong! To serve the guest and make their stay the best ever anywhere! Reef: Six in one, half dozen of the other. Broseph: Johnny, mind if I take a breather? Johnny: Fun rule number one, if you need a break, you take a break. Broseph: Dude you're the bossest! Johnny: Bossest, I like the sound of that. Chum Music Ripper: Ah! This is it! The ultimate kick back spot! Sweet waves! Soft sand! Epic view! And best of all rocks shaped like easy chairs! And we shall call it...[sighs] Chillaxland! Ty: Cool! Lance: [laughs] Chillaxland! Reef: Awesome loca dudes! Ripper: Only problem with a perfect beach spot! You never know what kind of garbage is gonna wash up! Reef: This place rocks! Let's call it Reefdom! No, Reeftopia! Ripper: It's already got a name! Chillaxland! Population, us! Not you! Ty: Sorry Reef, it's kind of the exclusive property of our surf crew! Reef: Cool, I'm totally into excluding people! Where do I sign up? Ripper: Ya can't! Reef: What! Why not? Ripper: Because we said so, grom! Now get! Reef: That's how you want it! I challenge you bums to a surf down! My crew versus your crew! [Lance, Ty and Ripper laugh] Ripper: You had us worried, mate! But then we remember you don't have a crew! Reef: Yet! But as soon as I get one its on! Ripper: Okay! The winners get Chillaxland! Reef: Reeftopia! Ripper: And the losers get to eat fish guts! So bring your appetite! Reef: No, you bring yours! Cause you're goin' down, suckers! [walks into his board] [Ty, Lance and Ripper laugh] Emma: [sighs] I kind of had a boyfriend in Calgary but it didn't work out! He said I was nice! Like a sister nice! Johnny: I know how that feels! Emma: Oh thanks, Johnny! You're so nice like a brother, you know? Fin: My last boyfriend was all touchy feely! An octopus with fingers! Lo: Too bad for you! My guy's awesome! Emma: You have a guy? Lo: Sure, Stone Seabreeze! [they all gasp] Fin: The Stone Seabreeze?! Emma: The famous singer! Broseph: The famous surfer! Johnny: The famous singer-surfer! Lo: So you heard of him? Fin: Seriously! You and Stone Seabreeze! Lo: Seriously! When have I ever lied to you guys? He's a total sweetie! I meet him last year when he stayed at the resort! Johnny: Why had you never told us? Lo: We want to keep on the down low! Stay out of the tabloids! Emma: What's he like? Is he romantic like his songs? Fin: Is he a killer surfer? Broseph: Is he a good kisser? [everyone looks at Broseph] What? Lo: Yes, yes and yes! Come on guys! I don't want to brag about Stonie! It kind of cheapens our thing, you know? Emma: Aww, you call him Stonie. Everyone: Awwwww! Penthouse of Horror Bummer: I was trying to scare you slackers so I could have this sweet crash pad to myself, and I would have gotten away with it too if it hadn't been for you meddling groms! Reef: Hey bro, how come Bummer doesn't want us to play frisbee inside? [throws the frisbee to Broseph] Broseph: Huh, can't remember, bro. [throws frisbee] [frisbee hits a female guest] Female Teen: Ow, my nose! [covering her nose] Now I'll never be a teen model. Reef: Come on, it doesn't look so bad. [shows Reef her nose] Eww, how do you feel about telemarketing? [female teen runs away crying] Go long! [throws frisbee to Broseph until it hits Emma] Emma: [after getting hit by the frisbee] Ow! Reef: [concerned] Emma, are you okay? Emma: I'm better than okay, I'm 10 out of 10! Broseph: Got that right, betty! [makes a gesture] Mr. Wahine Reef: [to himself in the mirror] Who's a sexy betty? Oh yeah, I'm a sexy betty! [to Lo] Uh, it's not what it looks like. Lo: You're dressing like a girl to beat Fin in the Battle of the Betties! Reef: Okay, it's exactly what it looks like. Lo: You need to definitely work on your look, even a blind judge wouldn't think those were real. [shows Reef's uneven chest] Reef: Whatever, I'm just as hot a girl as I am a guy, see? [a ball pops out from Reef's top] Lo: Oh sweetie, no beauty and no brains! Come on, time for a man makeover. Reef: [about his look] That's too much eye liner. Lo: No it's not, you look good. Reef: I want to look classy good, not cheap good! [applies some more eyeliner] Now, let's check out some swim wear. [going through Lo's locker for swimwear] No, no, no, absolutely not, [pulls out a red swimsuit] here it is. Lo: No way, that's one of my faves. Reef: Come on, I'll give it back. Lo: Eww, like I'd wear it again after it held your junk! Reef: After I win, I will pay double what they cost. Lo: You better win! Reef: [looking in the mirror] Sandy Beaches has never lost. Lo: Now you're just creeping me out. Grand Theft Whale Bus Johnny: You have to promise to keep this quiet, I just became strikeless! Emma: We may have to tell Lo! Johnny: Lo! Why? Emma: Because you're about to run her over! Johnny: Ahhh! [slams the breaks] Lo: Anyone going to the beach bash! Johnny: Okay! [using the external speakers] You can come too, but you have to stop doing that thing with your thumbs! Lo: Eeee! Lo and Emma: Yay! [Broseph knocks on the window] Johnny: Huh! [sees Broseph] I guess one more can't hurt! [sighs] Broseph: My man! Reef: Hey since your heading too town! Can we snag a lift? Johnny: No, no, no you cannot! I, I can't take this many people on the bus! I shouldn't be taking anyone! Reef: Oh, I get it! It's because we're not strikeless like you! Sorry dudes, guess Mr. Prefect thinks he's better than us! Emma: [gasps] You don't really think that, do you, Johnny? Johnny: No, no, of course not! Lo: Cool, then you can drive all of us! Johnny: Fine, just hurry up and get in! Reef: Oh, and what do we have here! [dangles a ticket in front of Johnny] A spare ticket for Johnny to come to the bash with us! Are we buds or what? Emma: They're all hitchhiking to the same place we're going! How lucky is that? Johnny: Yep, just call me Mr. Lucky! Johnny: [being carried on Reef's surfboard] I'm dead! I'm dead! I'm dead! Broseph: [as Johnny goes blank] Dude, dude! [waves his hand in front of Johnny] Dang! Someone get the dude a chillow! Lo: They're in the bus! Broseph: Uh oh! Bummer: [resort video] And why not try a delicious Wipeout Whale seafood stick! Now with seven percent real seafood! Johnny: No food or drinks on the bus! And seatbelts on, and don't touch anything! And no farting! [hears someone fart] Lo: Wow padded foot rest, sweet! Fin: Whoa the seats recline! Bummer: [on the resort video] Welcome to Surfer's Paradise, dudes! Reef: Check it out, it's the new resort video! Bummer looks lamer than usual! Johnny: [hears someone open a bag] Stop eating the cashews! They are for resort guest only! Broseph: [eating cashews] If they weren't meant to be eaten, why did they put them in easy-to-open packages? Think about it, bro! Emma: It's okay Johnny, everyone needs a little fun sometimes, even you! [puts her hand on his shoulder] Johnny: Maybe you're right, I could use a little more fun, yeah! How about we see what these old whale wheels can do! Emma: Woohoo, yeah! A Boy Named Leslie Reef's mom: How's my little Leslie? Emma and Fin: Leslie? [both laugh] Reef: Moms, what are you doing all the way out here and why didn't you call first? Reef's mom: Well I wanted to surprise you, sweetpea. And look. I brought someone special with me. [pulls out a stuffed animal] Ta-da! You never could sleep without wittle piggy! [Emma and Fin laugh] Are these your friends, honey? Fin: Nice to meet you. Yes, we're very good friends with Leslie. [Emma and Fin laugh] Reef: [carrying a pile of paper slips] Read 'em and weep, bras. Every phone number of every bikini babe from here to Bali. Now, who do I call first. [Reef's mom laughs] Moms? Broseph: Uh, bit of a weird choice, dude. Reef's mom: Oh hi, honey! These nice young ladies offered to do my hair! Fin: In exchange for stories about [in baby tone] little Leslie! Lo: Oh! Tell us again how you invented your own stain remover for his skid marks. [Reef screams] Who Knows What Evil Lurks In The Heart Of Clam? Fin: You okay? Or should I call animal control? Come on. Johnny: Somebody's jealous. Reef: Jealous? Of some dude who's probably gonna hug and kiss Fin before I do. Right, as if. Johnny: Because if you were, you could always flirt with someone else and make her jealous back. Reef: Yeah! Two can play at that game... uh, I mean, if I were jealous, I could. Which I'm not. Johnny: Okay, okay. Suit yourself. He's totally jealous. Broseph: No doubt. Fin: They got the suit! Captain Clam: Hey guys! Quality punk! Bummer: And the guy in the suit? We're clam-nappers! We're all going to burn! We're all going to jail all for clam-napping! Johnny: Whoa, whoa! Speak for yourself! I didn't nap any clam. Bummer: What'll it take for you to keep quiet about this. A hat? A T-shirt? A snowglobe? Two snowglobes? Captain Clam: Nah, don't worry about it. I should thank you. You did me a favor. Slumber Party Animals Emma: Oh, a whole weekend without Ty? What am I supposed to do for 48 hours? Lo: You might wanna get a hobby. Reef: Yo, Lo. Bummer wants you in the DR. Some kid rejected his clam chowder, as in [makes barfing sounds then laughs] Lo: Puke pickup? Could life possibly get any worse? Reef: [after a seagull defecates on him] SEAGULL! Lo: Huh, I guess it could. Emma: Lo called in a bomb threat. Fin: Uh, what?! What's wrong with you, anyway? You've been flavored ever since we got up here! Lo: Maybe cause my mom is such a train wreck? All I wanted was a night of luxury with the girls and she's totally embarrassing me! Fin: Oh come on! She's not that bad. Mrs. Ridgemount: WHOO! [sips an energy drink] These things are rad, y'all! Emma: Anyway, you should just tell her what's going on. She's so chill. Mrs. Ridgemount: Anyone wanna give me pink highlights? Or how about a makeup sesh? I have glitter! Emma: Okay, "chill" may be the wrong word. Fin: But you should totally tell her before it's too late! Lo: No biggie. I'm sure whoever's on their way to deal with this will be totally cool. Mr. Ridgemount: Sit tight princess, we'll have you out in a minute! Lo: Daddy?! Endless Bummer Reef: Oh man, this is gonna be so sick! Fin: How much do you think one dude can lose it? [imagines Bummer driving his golf cart at the guest then into the pool] Reef: No no, check this. [imagines Bummer chainsawing the Wipeout statue in the lobby] Broseph: No, dudes, I got it! [imagines Bummer blowing up the hotel, then riding a Wipeout costume while laughing hysterically] Broseph, Fin, and Reef: Righteous. Fin: Sh! Guys, here he comes! Reef: Cameras ready! And action! [Bummer starts crying] Hehehe—wait, this isn't funny, is it? [Broseph and Fin shake their heads] Darn it! Emma: [reading a magazine] "To get past your crush, find a new frog to kiss. There just might be a prince underneath." Hey Johnny, um, with Bummer all AWOL, I was thinking, do you wanna maybe, like, go on a lunch date? [Johnny freezes in shock] Johnny? Johnny: [pulls out a card and recites it quickly] "I, Johnny Front Desk Guy, promise you, Emma, the absolute, most awesome you've ever been on in your entire life!" Emma: Great, but what's with the card? Johnny: Are you kidding? I've been waiting on this since, like, forever! I got a date with Emma! Emma: Wow. He is really into lunch. Cast Reef (voiced by Jeff Geddis) Fin (voiced by Katie Crown) Emma (voiced by Kristin Fairlie) Broseph (voiced by Mazin Elsadig) Lauren "Lo" Ridgemount (voiced by Anastasia Phillips) Johnny (voiced by Arnold Pinnock) External links Category:2000s Canadian animated TV shows Category:2010s Canadian animated TV shows Category:Canadian children's animated comedy TV shows Category:Canadian workplace comedy TV shows Category:Flash animated TV shows Category:Teen animated TV shows Category:Cancelled shows Category:Teletoon original series